Note of What Has Gone Before: Harry Kim found himself obsessed
with the holocharacter Marayana, and asked for Tuvok's assistance.
Tuvok also fell under her spell until he discovered she was the projection
of a lonely alien.

Captain’s Personal Log:

I was very good at reading Commander Chakotay. It was clear that he and
Barrows were heading towards a collision. I knew the potential conflict was
explosive. But my recovery from my adventure on the Enterprise kept him from
pursuing her for a while. Chakotay was not a man that forgot things, but
I had hoped that with enough distractions and my personal attention, his
interrogation of Mistress Barrows wouldn’t be so pointed.

I was doing very well. The studies on the Necron Expanse were keeping
everyone focused. And then there was the luau. Oh, the party itself was fun
in a goofy sort of way. Neelix’s version of poi is indescribable. But what
was really fun was the naked hula dancing in Chakotay’s quarters afterward.
I had no idea he could wiggle his hips so well. Or that I could, for that
matter.

We reported to work with sore thighs, orifices and strained lower lumbar
regions. I was also having problems with the giggles. We had plans to continue
our fun with leis when I found out about the holographic bitch trying to
abscond with Tuvok. On top of that, I found out that all of this might have
been avoided if my feather headed First One had opened his mouth to me instead
of Tuvok.

This was something I was pointing out to Kim as he hung from my ceiling.

"At least you realized that you needed to be in control of yourself,"
I said as I circled him. "The question I ask again, First One, is why you
failed to come to me."

He lowered his head. "I was ashamed."

"To come to me," I said. "I opened you to all levels of sensual experience.
I above all would have understood your feelings. Part of my role is to help
you deal with your urges."

"I felt like an idiot," he said.

"You’re a young man with active glands," I replied. "I am not troubled
by the attraction. From Tuvok’s report, she was a compelling being. I am
very hurt and angry over your lack of faith."

"I’m sorry, Mistress," he whispered.

"I am too, pet" I replied. "I have failed you utterly. Perhaps it would
be best for your service to end."

Kim’s head snapped up. His eyes were huge.

"Please, Mistress," he said. "I couldn’t stand that."

"Couldn’t you?" I asked. "It is apparent that my gentle, sensuous hand
was not enough to make you trust me explicitly where matters of sex are concerned.
I require this from a slave above all else."

"What do you mean?"

"You must submit to training, dear one," I said. "You must learn the
way a postulant learns: by the lash and the paddle and through trials of
endurance."

"I can’t lose you, Mistress."

"Then you consent?"

He paused for only a millisecond "Yes."

I was not as sure as he sounded, but we would know soon enough. I took
out some scissors and cut his clothes from him. In the meantime, I had lost
track of the Commander.

Darling,

I was delightfully surprised to see the beautiful Commander enter my
realm. Kathryn had chosen well the object of her fantasies. It wasn’t just
his looks or his powerful body. His eyes has such depth and emotion. Even
I was tempted to fall into them. But only tempted.

"Hello, gorgeous," I said. "Is Kathryn alright?"

"She’s preoccupied, but fine," Chakotay replied.

"What brings you to my realm?"

"Questions."

"And concerns."

"Concerns as well," he admitted.

"She doesn’t know you’re here."

"No. She thinks we’re bound to fight," he replied.

"Are we?"

"I hope not. We both care for her," he said. "That’s a good beginning."

"That could set us at loggerheads," I replied.

"It could, but I’d like to think we could get along."

"What do you want to know, Commander?"

He sat down before me thinking for a moment. I could see him trying to
form just the right words.

"How did this begin with her?" He said with impatience.

I made wine appear for us both. "Kathryn’s application came to us from
one of my most respected contacts," I said. "She had been experimenting with
Bondage & Dominance on her own and sought out a smaller club in San Francisco.
I knew approximately when to start looking for her. I had the word out that
when Kathryn Janeway came to any of my contacts, she was to be sent directly
to me -- untouched."

"Why would they comply? I would think that a temptation too hard to resist,"
Chakotay said.

"I was worth more to them financially than a tempting bit of flesh,"
she replied. "They knew I would ruin them if I was crossed."

"I believe you."

"Good boy. I couldn’t bear for anyone to mold her. Not after I had waited
for so long," I said. "When Kathryn was brought before me, I could barely
find my voice. She was so young, so beautiful and more than ready."

"It seems your reaction to her was as strong as hers was to you," Chakotay
said.

"You still wonder about that, don’t you?" I said. "We spent countless
hours alone during her training. I built her trust in me enough to tear down
her walls. I seduced her physically and emotionally."

"How?"

"You are a kinky one, beautiful. I like that," I said. "I can’t tell
you that. She is the only one who can give you those details. However, I
can tell you a story that will give you an idea of what Kathryn was up against."

I stood before him. "This was what I was like when I trained her over
two decades ago."

I transformed. Chakotay’s gaze was very appreciative.

"And this is how I was on the Enterprise," I said transforming once more.
Chakotay shifted in his chair and gawked at me. "Your mouth is open," I said

"Forgive me for staring," he said.

"I enjoy all compliments."

"I’ve been curious about something. Why didn’t Kathryn know you were
on the Enterprise when she went back?" Chakotay asked.

"That is part of my little tale," I said. "I was always vague about when
I left the Enterprise, and I never told her why. She respected my privacy
enough never to find out."

"Why didn’t you tell her?" The softness of his voice was maddening.

"I was afraid of doing anything that might alter the time paradox. I
waited until I was absolutely certain she was mine before I gave her the
choker. I needed to be sure it meant something to her," I said.

"Tell me then," Chakotay said. "It may give me some insight."

"That’s a new term for a hard on," I replied. He smirked at me. There
was a wicked challenge in his eyes. Oh, he was delectable.

"Very well, sweetness," I said. "Get comfy."

"Stop stalling," he smiled.

"I’m setting the mood, darling. You are so impatient," I said.

The Enterprise was a potentially spectacular hunting ground for a young,
hungry woman like me. Kathryn hadn’t seen even a fraction of what was available.
So quite aside from working with the fabulous Captain Kirk, I was anticipating
new heights of hedonism. That all evaporated when I met Leonard McCoy.

Kathryn was right about Leonard. He was very kind and extremely funny.
We carried on a grand flirtation for quite some time before anything happened.

"Did he know about your... your... hobby?"

"I never told him. He sort of figured it out when I ripped the Don Juan
android and the giant bunny to shreds with a bull whip," I replied.

"Giant bunny?"

"I was still a little upset after filleting Don Juan, and the Black Knight
was already dead."

From the look on the Commander’s face, I could tell that he wasn’t up
to speed on the minutia of Enterprise lore.

"We were on a whole planet that was like a holodeck. Except, we didn’t
know that at first and they scared me." I explained. "When Leonard saw my
handiwork he said:

"There’s only two kinds of folk who can swing a whip like that, and I
didn’t notice Circus Trainer on your resume."

"This intrigued him; however, he didn’t want to be a slave," I said.

"A women has never had to twist my arm to have her way with me." Leonard
said. "Certainly not a lady like you."

That honey and magnolia accent was compelling. But when he swept me into
his arms I discovered this lanky southerner was extremely well hung -- something
that always catches my attention. We didn’t stay on that planet with the
others. I lured the Doctor back to my quarters.

Chakotay looked at me expectantly. He was a lascivious one when it came
to erotic details. I smiled to myself. I decided to see how much he could
stand.

We took a long time with each other. Mistress or not, I need to learn
the person I’m enjoying. Leonard allowed me to undress him. I touched him
as I exposed his skin. Texture is very important to me. I can identify any
of my lovers in complete darkness with a palm’s width of skin. I ran my
hands all over his naked body, the hair on his head, the contours of his
face.

He was both relaxed and aroused when I stripped for him. When I was completely
naked, I laid on top of him. We kissed -- long, open mouthed kisses while
our hands explored one another.

Chakotay was fidgeting in his chair while trying mightily not to look
like he was. This pleased me greatly. So, I continued.

Leonard enjoyed being thorough and methodical as much as I. That man
worked over my nipples with his lips and his tongue and teeth until he found
just he right combination to make me squirm off the sheets. It was Leonard’s
philosophy that since a lady is more likely to let her date fondle her tits
that it is important for a man to use that opportunity to make her want
more. He reasoned that if he found just right the method, a lady will squirm
out of her drawers on her own in search of satisfaction. His fingers weren’t
even near my pussy and I was about to come. He stilled me with more kisses
before going after my clit with that incredible mouth.

That man ate pussy like a woman. He enjoyed my taste, my scent, my feel.
I could see it in the expression on his face and the enthusiasm in his technique.
He rocked me with incredible waves of cuming. I’m not a screamer, but my
sounds were louder than I’ve ever made before.

After a brief rest, we were busy again. I went after that big cock. The
wily bastard made me really work to get him stiff. He enjoyed watching my
mouth slide up and down his flesh. But I was patient. I watched his eyes
and sucked that cock until it was rock hard. I rubbed my tits along it as
I slithered up his body.

Leonard let me ride him for only a little while. Then I was moved onto
my knees. He wanted to slam into me from behind.. That man filled every millimeter
of me and just slammed away until I thought my arms and legs would buckle.
When Leonard finally came, he shot it all over my ass.

"I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw your cute little red
panties while you were fetching something you dropped," he said. While drawing
patterns in the cum on my butt.

"Why did you think I bent over, Doctor?" I asked. That’s how it began,
and Leonard was enough to keep me and my box happy.

I waited while Chakotay fidgeted with an enormous, delightful erection.
His eyes were riveted on mine. He was in deep trouble with most of his passable
responses. But if he fled, the upper hand would be mine.

Chakotay cleared his throat. "It sounds like you were very... satisfied
with your service on the Enterprise." He said. "Why did you leave?"

I admired his ability to focus so keenly. The round had to go to him.

"Let’s just say that there was a dark side to Captain James Kirk’s reputation
with women," I replied. "What triggered those attentions was dear Kathryn."

It’s not that Captain Kirk hadn’t noticed me before, he always managed
to get a good look at new talent. But by the time he got around to me, I
was already in a heavy flirtation with McCoy. So he went to other pastures.

Then came the moment when Kathryn left. She was looking at me when she
dematerialized. It was a look of amazing lust and longing that made me very
wet. Kirk was apparently jolted as well. He began to seek me out shortly
afterward. I think he wanted to find out why I was the object of her desire
instead of him.

At first, I tried to avoid him. That was ludicrous to consider. A crewman
can avoid another crewman indefinitely. She can’t avoid her Captain. When
Kirk couldn’t ‘casually’ run into me at my usual off-duty haunts, he had
my rotation changed to the Bridge.

"It’s hard to believe that someone with Kirk’s reputation could behave
so badly," Chakotay said.

I shrugged. "No one can dispute history. Kirk was an amazing starship
captain. However, he was a man with a man’s weakness’. His ego was bruised
by Kathryn and he couldn’t let it go."

Finally, he cornered me in the Briefing Room after a staff meeting. I
would have had to barrel through him to get out of the door.

"You’ve been avoiding me," he said softly.

"I have been taking the prudent course of action," I replied.

"Avoiding temptation?" He eyes were twinkling.

"Avoiding confusion. I’m preoccupied."

"But not engaged." he countered. "And not preoccupied for an occasional
indulgence with a visitor."

I felt my fury rising, but the restrictions of a Yeoman left me little
recourse but lowering my eyes. "You must be..."

"I’m not mistaken. No one could mistake that exchange," he replied.

"You don’t understand, sir. It was not that simple an encounter," I replied.

"I’d love to hear about it over drinks," Kirk said.

"Very well," I said. "My place. 2000 hours, sir."

Chakotay was intrigued. He was hanging on every word.

"What were you going to do?" He asked.

"I planned to show the dear man why Kathryn was so very attached to me,"
I replied with a grin.

I had my Outfit on underneath something soft and nearly see through.
To be provocative, I wore my choker. My equipment was out of view but very
handy. The plan was not to flay him alive. I had hoped to freeze him out
with ambivalence. I was still debating how much I wanted to tell him about
Kathryn when he arrived.

Kirk arrived with a bottle in hand and I graciously poured.

"You know, Captain, I am very flattered by your attention, but I don’t
think this can work out," I said.

"If it’s McCoy..."

"That should be enough, but there is more," I replied. "I just don’t
believe you will be able or should I say be willing to grant all that I require."

Kirk nearly choked on his drink. He was incredulous. "Now, you sound
like that... that Kathryn."

I sipped my drink placidly. "I imagine that I would. She learned everything
she knows from me."

Kirk gulped his drink. "You... she..."

I became more placid as the moments passed.

"Kathryn had not planned to see me. We met by chance in the corridor,"
I said. "She couldn’t resist speaking to me, but nothing we spoke about will
change the future."

"How did she know you?" Kirk asked. "What do you mean... You taught her
everything she knows."

I hesitated. Did I really want to share this with him. Again, my ire
was raised because I felt I had no choice. The only thing I could do was
enjoy it.

"Apparently, some time from now, Kathryn will become my sexual slave,"
I said placidly. "I am a Dominatrix, Captain. I will become her Mistress."

"You are... With the whips and everything?" Kirk sputtered.

"That’s correct."

"You whip McCoy?"

"Of course not. He’s an amazing lover," I replied.

"But both you and your slave wanted to whip me," Kirk said. "Why?"

"Permission to speak freely," I asked.

"By all means," Kirk replied. His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"The Captain’s rampant self-assurance leads me to believe that he is
likely more concerned with his own satisfaction and the only reason he enjoys
the reputation he does is that many of the women were swept away by their
own enthusiasm," I said.

Kirk sat there gaping at me over his drink. I reasoned that this should
be enough for him to exit in a huff. However, Kirk didn’t move. I’ve seen
this sort of thing before. The stubborn streak wouldn’t allow him to flee
until I’d really pushed him to it.

"I like to think that I’m open minded," Kirk said. "And you certainly
are an intriguing prize."

I poured him another cocktail and advised him to drink up.

He did then looked up at me. "What now?"

I looked him over provocatively. "Get naked."

Kirk gave me a smirk then stood before me. He stripped with an ease and
confidence that was not undeserved. He had a beautiful physique and was nicely
equipped. The man was quite a specimen. It would have been easy to forget
about how he manipulated me to get where we were and enjoy all that body
and his experience had to offer. But there was Leonard to consider. And when
I looked into his eyes, I realized that, that was his intent.

"Raise your arms," I said levelly.

Kirk complied and was quickly shackled before me. When he was secured,
I pulled off my covering and let him enjoy the sight of my body in the leather.
He hardened appreciatively.

"Very nice," I murmured before pulling out my drawer of equipment. That
got his attention.

"You know, Jim, I can call you Jim, right?" I said. "A little warming
of the skin can really enhance an intimate encounter by making the body more
sensitive to pleasure."

Without further preamble, I paddled him mightily. Kirk gasped as I rubbed
his very red ass.

I walked around him. The challenge was still in his eyes, but he was
as limp as a wet noodle.

"You aren’t hard," I said.

"Am I supposed to be?" he asked incredulously.

"Oh, I’ll fix that," I said. I took the bra off and fondled my nipples
while he watched. I avoided his kiss to rub my tits across his chest. That
brought him to attention. I rubbed them around to his back and his redden
ass. He was warming up nicely.

I used the light riding crop across his broad back. That startled him,
but he swallowed all the noises.

When I next appeared before him, I had removed my panties. He was riveted
as I touched myself between my legs. I put the wet finger in his mouth and
let him suck it.

"See, you’ve got me going, now," I said. I took out my strap on toys
and began to lubricate them. "Are you ready to really play?"

"What are they for?"

"For you," I said. "How else do I get to fuck you?"

"Let me go," he whispered. "Now!"

"Yes, sir," I said, although I was confused, especially after all the
rumors I’d heard.

I released the shackles then handed him his clothes one item at a time.

"Well, this was fascinating." He said. "But this is not for me. I like
women who like to be women."

There was so much I wanted to say, but I just swallowed it. "Your probably
right. We are an unusual breed."

"Probably don’t date much."

"No we don’t. That’s why we really cling to each other," I said. "Thank
you for at least trying -- and not being offended?"

He finished dressing. "Not at all. Don’t mention it. Please."

"Of course not, sir," I replied.

I allowed him face and gratefully let him go. It was good riddance for
me. But it didn’t end there. Kirk went to McCoy that same night. Despite
my gracious behavior, he was intent on having verification that I was in some
way deranged.

"What happened?"

"McCoy verified what I said then demanded to know why Kirk was trying
to fuck his girlfriend," I replied. "Then they got in a fist fight. Spock
had to pull them apart."

The tension between them was terrible. It affected everyone on the ship.
It affected Leonard and me. We didn’t get together after that. I felt it
best for everyone to transfer. My relationship and my hunting ground was gone
in an instant.

"I’m sorry," Chakotay said. I felt his sincerity.

"Thank you, but it was for the best," I said. "I went back to Starfleet
and began to establish myself in the Club community. Eventually, I bought
my own."

"That must have been some exit interview," Chakotay said.

I smiled at him.

"You were waiting for Kathryn."

I nodded. "And I was more comfortable in control."

Chakotay sighed. "I’d better go."

"But we haven’t talked about you," I said.

"I came to learn -- not to teach," he said standing.

"But I want to learn some things about you, gorgeous," I replied.

"Some other time," he said "End Program."

I didn’t move. He looked very surprised. "Exit," he said.

Nothing changed .

"I’m no alien intruder, pet. I am, however, quite alive," I smiled. "Now,
take a seat. We still have much to discuss.

Before I released Mr. Kim, I walked around him to examine his response
and to remove his gag. I had paddled him to redness then whipped his broad
beautiful back. I was not merciful. He struggled for breath. His eyes were
teary. Yet he was also quite erect. I removed the gag then took him by the
chin.

"I am going to put a ring on that lovely cock," I said. "You will be
healed enough to prevent infection, but I want you to feel your lashes. I
want you to concentrate on the discomfort and concentrate on that ejaculation
you want so badly. You will do that and your job or service with me ends
this day."

"Yes... yes, Mistress..." he said.

"If you can do this, an important lesson will be learned," I said. "One
that males are a long time in learning. You can survive without getting off.
You can control yourself."

I released the shackles. Kim dropped to the floor. His broken skin was
healed.

"Get dressed," I said. "I’ll see you on the Bridge."

"Yes, Mistress," he said.

"And?" I demanded.

"Thank you, Mistress."

I was annoyed. He was feeling sorry for himself. He had lost his love,
so now he must flagellate himself. He was the wounded, misunderstood young
lover. I couldn’t have this. Kim could do what I bid of him, but he was being
a martyr.

"Belay that last command," I said. "Get on that bed on your back."

Harry complied positioning himself for restraint.

"Oh, no. Mister," I whispered. I began to get undressed. "You met someone
who captured your imagination. Made you feel completely alive. Seemed to
be the only one who really knew you. Isn’t that right, Harry?"

He nodded.

"And you think no one else will ever make you feel the same way," I said.
"No one will ever know you that way again."

Kim tried to close his eyes.

"Look at me." I said. "Let me tell you about you, Harry."

I talked to Harry in soft tones about all of his thoughts and dreams
and longings. I told him everything about his favorite foods, books and music.
I remembered everything about him from the moment he stepped onto Voyager.
I told him why he was my First One. And when he was finally listening to
me, I kissed him the way he most longed to be kissed: sweetly and romantically,
and intensely. He was the only man I have kissed or wanted to kiss. I made
him feel that.

"Hold me," I said between kisses. "Hold me."

Harry wrapped his arms around me tightly. His mouth continued to assault
mine. He kissed my neck then sucked at my earlobe.

"I’m such an idiot, Mistress. How could I have forgotten," he whispered.

"Our sessions had become perfunctory, pet," I said. "But you should have
know better."

"I’ve got to come," he said through his teeth.

"You won’t right now sweetness," I said. "Do as I have said. You know
what the rewards will be."

He inhaled slowly. "Yes, Mistress."

"Get moving."

Chakotay tried his little communicator for the third time while trying
the manual override. That made me shock him a little again.

"Gods but you are stubborn," I said. "I just want to talk."

"It’s never just a talk with you, Mistress," he replied. Lord, he was
even more attractive angry. "You want to learn me to bring me to you."

"You’re a big boy. Why are you so worried about me learning about you,"
I said.

"Why do you want me?" Chakotay asked. "You can’t truly have me. What
do you gain..."

He looked at me with a realization that worried me.

My unease began an hour into the bridge shift. It dawned on me that I
hadn’t seen or heard from the Commander in hours.

"Computer. Locate Commander Chakotay."

"Commander Chakotay is in Holodeck One.’

I was annoyed. He was likely doing a post-mortem on all the trouble with
our guest. But somehow I doubted that. I went to my Ready Room.

"Janeway to Chakotay," I said.

There was no reply. I felt uneasy.

"Janeway to Barrows.’

"Hello, Kathryn."

"Good evening, Mistress. Is Chakotay with you?"

"Yes, he is," she replied. "We’re having a lovely visit. No need to worry."

I signed off and gave Tuvok the Con.

"By making me a slave, you never lose her," he said. "You want to keep
her as your slave."

"How simplistic of you, gorgeous," I replied. "And disappointing. My
relationship with Kathryn is more complex than that. And why wouldn’t I just
want to keep you because you are a beautiful, fiery thing like Kathryn. Who’s
here."

I walked in and saw them. The young, incredible Barrows who brought me
to my knees and Chakotay standing close to her. By his expression and hers,
I knew that the encounter was an intense one.

"What’s going on?" I asked with as neutral a tone I could muster. "I
tried to call you."

"I needed to talk to her..."

"I think he got a notion in his head about problematic holograms and
was drawn to me."

Barrows said. "If either of you had bothered to visit me, I could have
told you about dear, sweet, Marayna."

I was stunned. Chakotay wasn’t.

"Don’t tell me," I said.

"Who programmed her?" he asked with irritation.

"I did," Barrows said. "Who knew that the computer would be so obedient
to my parameters. I need to control all aspects of my environment. So it
gave control to me."

"Oh, dear," I said. Suddenly, I was exhausted.

"Have you whipped that sweet Mr. Kim into shape?" She asked. "I couldn’t
see what he saw in that wisp of a thing besides her sarong. I’ve got a lovely
copy of her essence hanging in my dungeon. I got it while she was in her
most potent form. Want a whack at her?"

"You’re evading here, Mistress," I said as firmly as I could with her.
"Are you fighting?"

"Not until he tried to leave," Barrows replied.

"What’s going on here," I asked Chakotay.

"I’m not sure," he replied. "But, I’m fine."

I went to Barrows and knelt at her feet. "Mistress, it is apparent that
you are sentient. Are you going to challenge my command?"

"Never!" she replied. I think she was insulted. "I was in Starfleet,
my dear. I have always known my boundaries. And always will."

I looked at her then Chakotay. I hoped so. How I hoped so.

"Excuse us then, Mistress. We must go back to work," I replied

The room became a blank holodeck with a nod of her head. Chakotay held
his hand out to me and I got to my feet.

"Did you find your answers?" I asked.

"I found some. But I didn’t solve you, Kathryn," he said. "I’m glad to
say that it will take a lifetime. But isn’t that what real relationships are,
a lifetime of discovery?"

I agreed. Then I wondered what I would have to do -- what sensual act
Chakotay would get from me to find out just what they were talking about
all that time.